Me and Mr.Popular

Chapter 1

Picture: Isabella 

Isabella's POV 

BEEP BEEP BEEP 

I woke up to the sound of my blaring alarm clock. I opened my sleepy eyes and groaned when I saw what time it was, 6:30. I quickly turned it off and shoved my face back into my pillow willing myself to fall back asleep. Without any luck I got up out of bed and started getting ready for the day. Since it was the first day of school I figured I should probably look nice, I wiped that thought out of my head knowing that no one would even notice. At first I thought about wearing a light pink colored cami with dark washed jeans but decided against it because I thought I looked to girly. Next I tried a pair of black ripped jeans and a black and white flannel, but it looked to emo. I finally decided on a pair of white-washed jeans and a dark blue cold shoulder top. I quickly swiped on some mascara and lip gloss and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. When I walked into the kitchen I saw a small price of paper on the counter.

Have a great first day honey. Love you, Mom

 I smiled at her small act of kindness and started making breakfast. I made a bowl of captain crunch cereal and ate it quickly seeing as how I was almost late for the bus. As soon as I was finished I rushed out the door and headed towards the end of my driveway just before my bus came. 

The bus ride was long considering I was one of the first stops. I read most of the way, I wasn't much of a people person and most everyone else had someone to talk to.  My bus got to school 10 minutes before school started so I decided to get to class early rather than sit around. My first class was science. I sat down in one of the seats in the back and sank in my seat not wanting anyone who walked in to notice me. 

I sat alone in the lab for another few minutes before someone walked in. I looked up from where I had been staring for the past 10 minutes and saw her. Kirsten Mendoza. She was the most popular girl in the 11th grade, and hated my guts. She walked in like the queen she was and sat down right smack dab in the middle. She must not have noticed me because she didn't say anything until her best friend Emma Moberg walked in and sat next to her. I sank even lower in my seat, only to make the desk chair creak and all heads turn towards me. 

Kirsten looked at me with a smug grin. I on the other hand was preparing myself for the torture I would endure this coming year. She whispered something into Emma's ear making her giggle and looked back at me now with a fire blazing in her eyes. Another student walked in breaking our intense stare off and turning her attention back to the front of the class. 

Just before the bell rang Liam Parker walked in with his book bag slung over his shoulder and a grin in his face. The teacher glared at him for almost being late on the first day and motioned for him to sit down. The only empty seat was next to me, so he slaughtered right over and sat down. I looked around the room seeing all the girls in awe of him. I don't blame them, he's totally gorgeous. His dirty blonde hair in a flipped style and his deep hazel eyes. He was tan and built from playing lacrosse. He towered over most of the other players. He had a sharp jawline and defined cheek bones. His lips looked so soft and plump. 

I got snapped out of my gazed when I heard everyone snickering and the teacher calling my name.

"Ms. Baker would you like to join us in class today and answer my question?" Mr. White asked.

" uh... what was the question?" I asked dumbfounded.

Everyone around me laughed and Kirsten raised her hand. 

"Yes Ms. Mendoza?"

"A scientific law describes or predicts a scientific phenomenon." Kristen stated proudly.

"Thank you Ms. Mendoza."

" You'll have to forgive Isabella , she's never had a boyfriend so it makes sense why she drools over every guy that she sees." She said, with a big smirk on her face while the rest of the class laughed.

"Ms. Mendoza would you please keep your thoughts to yourself." The teacher snapped. 

Kirsten sat back down and class continued. 

This was going to be a long year.